The poet and the artist..
The poet and the artist. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need more friends. Less anger. The poet and the artist.. A poet and a… Continue reading
The poet and the artist. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need more friends. Less anger. The poet and the artist.. A poet and a… Continue reading
First words, last words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words can have great power. False words can brake a heart forever. Word of true love can make us desire the moon and the stars. … Continue reading
Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten. Beautiful Laura sat by the sea.. I sat in a field of wildflowers.The scent of… Continue reading
It is Cut and dried. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old words still mean the same. It is cut and dried.. Old man sitting at the Old Fox tavern.Drinking his rum and coke… Continue reading
Two poems. One poem by a ancient writer and another by a almost ancient writer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thomas Nashe words are true today as 400 years ago. The world will struggle.… Continue reading
Sweet surrender A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must forget old wounds and open new doors. Sweet surrender.. Lost… Continue reading
Art and words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Art is poetry for the eyes. Art and words.. In ancient China. They believed there was a affinity between painting and poetry.The true masters of… Continue reading